A bloody sacrifice that lasted for three hundred years was the only price for the Zheng family's survival.
The Flame Mountain will never burn out, just because our ancestors exchanged the souls of their descendants for ten generations of wealth. Boys and girls, cold jade and gold sand are just routine offerings to the "fairy aunt".
My name is Zheng Sheng, and I was supposed to be the next clan leader, but I accidentally discovered the truth about the contract: the so-called asylum was the biggest scam. When all the rebels turned into bones in the mountains, I made the craziest choice - to wear the blood-stained crown of the patriarch and become the evil dragon himself.
Because only by sitting in that position can I leverage the rules of cannibalism from the inside. And I know that the pilgrim who can fan out the flames is coming soon.
